Student

Dr. Schambaugh, of the University of Oklahoma School of
Chemical Engineering, Final Exam for May of 1997 consisted
of only one question. Dr. Schambaugh is known for asking
questions such as, ”Why do airplanes fly?” on his final
exams. His one and only final exam question in May 1997 for
his Momentum, Heat and Mass Transfer II class was:
”Is hell exothermic or endothermic? Support your answer
with proof.”

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using
Boyle’s Law or some variant. One student, however, wrote
the following:
“First, we postulate that if souls exist, then they must
have some mass. If they do, then a mole of souls can also
have a mass. So, at what rate are souls moving into hell
and at what rate are souls leaving? I think we can safely
assume that once a soul gets to hell, it will not leave.
Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for souls entering
hell, let us look at the different religions that exist in
the world today. Some of these religions state that if you
are not a member of their religion, then you will go to
hell. Since there are more than one of these religions and
people do not belong to more than one religion, we can
project that all people and souls go to hell. With birth
and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of
souls in hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at
the rate of change in volume in hell. Boyle’s law states
that in order for the temperature and pressure in hell to
stay the same, the ratio of the mass of souls and volume
needs to stay constant. Two options exist:
1. If hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at
which souls enter hell, then the temperature and pressure
in hell will increase until all hell breaks loose. 2. If
hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of
souls in hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop
until hell freezes over. So which is it? If we accept the
quote given to me by Theresa Manyan during Freshman
year, ”that it will be a cold night in hell before I sleep
with you” and take into account the fact that I still have
NOT succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then
Option 2 cannot be true. Thus, hell is exothermic.”
The student, Tim Graham, got the only A.

Advertising Secretary

A well-stacked young advertising secretary wore tight knit dresses that showed off her figure, especially when she walked. Her young, aggressive boss motioned her into his office one afternoon and closed the door. Pointing to her tightly covered derriere, he asked, “Is that for sale?” “Of course not!” she snapped angrily, blushing furiously. Unchanged, he replied quietly, “Then, I suggest you quit advertising it.”

New Prayers

The girls’ prayer: Our Cash Which art on plastic Hallowed be thy name Thy Cartier watch Thy Prada bag In Myer As it is in David Jones Give us each day our Platinum Visa And forgive us our overdraft As we forgive those who stop our Mastercard And lead us not into Katies And deliver us from Sussans For thine is the Dinnigan, the Akira and the Armani For Chanel No.5 and Eternity Amex.The boys’ prayer:Our beer Which art in bottles Hallowed by thy sport Thy will be drunk I will be drunk At home as it is in the pub Give us each day our daily schooners And forgive us our spillage As we forgive those who spillest against us And lead us not into the practice of poofy wine tasting And deliver us from Tequila For mine is the bitter The chicks and the footy Forever and ever Barmen.

On Fred’s 86th

On Fred’s 86th birthday one of his female neighbors, from down the hall in the old folks home, came into his room and unzipped his pants. She the proceeded to strip him of his pants and skivvies. She sat down on the bed with him and grasped his withered shlong and held him for an hour. She did this routine of undressing him and holding his dick for an hour, every morning of his birthday. On Fred’s 93 birthday she proceeded to disrobe him when he told her to stop.”What do you mean you don’t want me to do it any more”, she said baffled by his actions.”I just don’t want you to hold me anymore”, replied Fred.”Why, is there someone else”?”Actually there is,” Fred shamefully admitted.”Well what does she have that I don’t have”?”Parkinsons”, replied Fred.

Un hombre est� en la

Un hombre est� en la cama con su amante cuando de repente se oye que alguien est� abriendo la puerta de la casa.

“�Rapido, v�stete!”

“Joder, �y ahora que hacemos?”

“D�jame a m�, que yo distraigo a mi marido.”

Total, que va la mujer, se pone una bata, y le dice a su marido: “�Pepe, t� que est�s vestido, podr�as sacar la basura? Asi, el marido se va a llevar la basura, mientras el amante se escapa tranquilamente, y por la calle va pensando: “Hay que ver lo lista que es Maria, no como mi esposa, que es tonta perdida la pobre.”

Total, que llega a su casa, abre la puerta, y se encuentra a su esposa vestida con una bata que le dice: “Manolo, t� que est�s vestido, podr�as sacar la basura?” As� que coge la basura y la baja a la calle pensando: “Joder, desde luego hay que ver lo vaga que es la boba de mi esposa, �todo el d�a en casa y no tiene tiempo ni de sacar la basura!”

Spelling Research

Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Txes M&A Uinervtisy, it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae.

The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.

Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.

-Pat Hayes
Aggeis Don’t Spel Goud?
[spelling and the brain]

The New Samurai

Way back in the time of the samurai, there was a powerful emperor.
This emperor needed a new head samurai. So, he sent out a message to everybody he knew for them to send a message to who they knew, and so forth.

A year passes, and only three people show up: a Japanese samurai, a Chinese samurai, and a Jewish samurai. The emperor asks the Japanese samurai to come in and demonstrate why he should be head samurai.

The Japanese samurai opens up a matchbox, and out pops a little fly.
WHOOOOOSH. The fly drops dead on the ground in 2 pieces!
The emperor says, “That is very impressive!”

Then the emperor asks the Chinese samurai to come in and demonstrate why he should be head samurai. The Chinese samurai opens up a matchbox and out pops a little fly. WHOOOOOOSH. WOOOOOOOSH.
The fly drops dead on the ground in 4 pieces!
The emperor says, “That is really impressive!”

Then the emperor asks the Jewish samurai to come in and demonstrate why he should be head samurai.

The Jewish samurai thinks, “If it works for the other two…” So the Jewish samurai walks in, opens a matchbox,and out pops a little fly.
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSHHHH!
A gust of wind fills the room, but the fly is still buzzing around.
The emperor says in disappointment, “Why is the fly not dead?”

And the Jewish samurai replies – “Look closer, that fly has been circumcised!”

Adam and Eve

Adam and Eve

In the Garden of Eden, As everyone knows, Lives Adam and Eve, Without any clothes.

In this garden, Were two little leaves, One covered Adam’s, One covered Eve’s.

As the story goes on, Never the less to say, The wind came along, And blew the leaves away.

At the sight, Adam did stare, There was Eve’s treasure, All covered with hair.

And wonder came, Under Eve’s eyes, As Adam’s thing, Started to rise.

They found a spot, That suited them best, A nice big tree, Where they began to rest.

Her legs spread wider, And wider apart, While thrill after thrill, Came into her heart.

The head of Adam’s thing, Peeked into the hole, And filled her with passion, Beyond her control.

Backward and forward, His thing did slide, And Eve’s treasure, Was all wet inside.

The joy was good, She wouldn’t let loose, Until Adam’s thing, Was all out of juice.

Then down through the years, People did screw, And now it is time, For me and you.

So pull down your pants, And lay in the grass, Cause I’m in the mood, For a piece of that ASS!